A Fat, Round Day
Another slow, slow day. I’m working but my daughter’s school is closed, and I can hear her banging around…
January 20, 2015
Another slow, slow day. I’m working but my daughter’s school is closed, and I can hear her banging around…
January 20, 2015
It is a weekend of sleeping in, of staying in our pjs until 2 pm. It is a weekend…
January 19, 2015
The ground is frozen and glittered and the sky is dark, but dreams unfurl quietly and push up, up.…
January 15, 2015
Friends, it’s happened. My daughter has finally looked up at the shelves in the cereal aisle at the grocery…
January 14, 2015
The feeling of staying up late, working on something new. Black ink drying down the sides of your hand.…
January 12, 2015
Mama, she says, I want you to make me Fred. Just like that, no sweet talk, just a tiny furrow…
January 9, 2015
By now you may have heard about the idea of capsule wardrobes, and this upcoming season I’m going to…
January 9, 2015
It’s 6:30 am and my daughter is screaming at me, the kind of scream that makes me look at the…
January 7, 2015
I get to the Panera Bread ten minutes early because, like always, I am a goody two-shoes, a…
January 6, 2015